I didn't know what to do with the picks I used to pick out the hijab in my hand, but this female ghost sat dignifiedly.

The oil lamp on the side was dancing and the windows were not open, and the wind seemed to blow out the flames.

"Well, eldest sister, I don't know who you are, what is the way to come from, why don't you say something, let's talk?" I said boldly. The female ghost didn't speak, she didn't move. I reached out and carefully touched her exposed hand, cold, it wasn't a ghost, it was like a corpse.

Could this be Wang Jing's corpse?

I was about to pick out her hijab with my pick, but before I could do anything, the oil lamp went out.

I fumbled around on the table, and I remembered that there was a match here. I touched it for a long time and didn't touch anything. I fumbled in my pocket again for my lighter, and I forgot that I wasn't wearing my clothes now.

Suddenly, the lamp came on again. This time, the flames were very calm, and it seemed that there was no wind around.

Strange things happen every day, and now I don't see them anymore.

I looked at my bride, who seemed to be motionless, and learned to pinch my throat as the third child: "Today, I want to see what kind of ball my bride is!"

The pale hand grasped the other end of the pick in my hand, as if unwilling to let me lift the hijab. I was in such a stalemate with her, if I wanted to play with her in normal times, the problem is that now, I haven't seen the other thing that the old lady promised me to save Wang Jing.

I subconsciously let go of my hand, but I didn't expect her to let go too, and the pick fell to the ground with a loud sound, and the sound was like thunder in the originally quiet room. After a while, the room was quiet again.

I sat on the side of the kang at a distance from her, and whispered: "Last time, I reluctantly married Ah Xue, but I didn't expect that this time I might marry a mute ghost again." My life is miserable enough, but Sister Jing's life is worse than mine, for a person like me, she doesn't even want her own life. ”

She couldn't speak, and I didn't know what to do next, so I made her my listener. I glanced at the table, and there was an old-fashioned flask, and two small cups. I walked over and picked up the flask and poured two glasses, but I didn't expect it to be wine. I put a wine cup next to her, and drank one myself, as if I had drunk a liquid hot enough, and my throat was spicy, and it went straight to my stomach. This small wine cup is not too enjoyable to drink, so I just pick up the flask and pour it into my mouth. I really don't appreciate this liquor, but the wine is bold.

"Sister Jing, she is very good-looking, don't look at her usual coldness, but she is very good to me, she has shed blood and tears for me, and she almost lost her life because of many troublesome things. At the earliest, when I was about to marry Ah Xue, she died in front of me once that night, but I didn't expect her to come back to life the next day. You say, after I've slept in a daze, will she tell me again that she's back?"

I don't care if she understands it or not, I just drink mine. I tilted my head and took a sip, glancing at the wine cup next to her, it was empty. I thought to myself, this is really going to move, and I poured another cup for her, and I already felt a little bit up.

"Not long ago, I had a fight with her. I was afraid that she would follow me into danger, and she was afraid that I would be nosy and not care about my own life, so we quarreled. Before I could apologize to her, she died. The corners of my eyes were a little moist, and I wiped my tears while I looked up and drank. When I looked at her again, she was sitting at the table with the cup in her hand. Slowly, I stretched out my slender fingers and dipped the wine in the wine cup, brushed and wrote something on the table, and I leaned in to see it.

Do you regret it?

"Of course I regret it. Why didn't I listen to her honesty and have to save others? I regretted why I had involved her in the first place. ”

She wrote on the table again, and I wondered, how can this wine be dry and bottomless?

Does she regret it?

"I've asked her before, and she says she doesn't regret it. But I feel uncomfortable, I have a hard time, she carries it for me, I can't do anything. I'm useless, and I always think of myself as a savior. ”

Do you love her?

I don't know how to answer. I can't live without her. Even if there is a great danger, I can find a way to live, but without her, I don't even want to live. Could this be love? I don't know.

Seeing that I didn't speak, she reached out and knocked on the table again. Do you have to ask me to answer?

I took a sip of wine, "I love her." So what? I didn't protect her, but she protected me until she died. ”

I just feel dizzy, what kind of wine is this, it feels so strong. Or did I drink a little too much? I staggered off the table and ran to the kang two steps before lying on the kang. I don't have time to think about it now, my brain is almost spinning.

I lay on the kang on all fours, regardless of the fact that there was still a female ghost or a female corpse sitting in front of me. Even if she eats me now, I won't be able to care so much.

Headache. I can't sleep even if I want to sleep after tossing and turning. I wanted to change my position, but I didn't expect that I would turn around slightly, and this eldest sister was actually lying in front of me with her arm on her pillow, and the hijab on her head had not been removed. Can you imagine what it's like to have a female ghost pillowed on your arm when you turn over and want to sleep?

I didn't dare to move, I rolled over halfway and back again. The other hand touched the kang indiscriminately, and it felt as if it had touched something, slender and long. I held it in my hand and said it was a necklace but it wasn't such a short necklace, and it looked a little familiar.

Isn't this the silver chain I wore on Wang Jing's ankle when I first saw her? I held the silver chain tightly, and I had a terrible headache, and I fell asleep in a daze.

I woke up when I heard a noise outside the house. I slept until dawn. The bride, who had been pillowed on my arm, knelt on top of me at this time. Which one is this?

I didn't even open my eyes in a daze, and I thought I had to open them to see what the hell it was. Before I could touch her hijab, she spoke.

"I waited for you all night. ”

The sound of a silver bell hides some imperceptible excitement, which sounds like a bolt from the blue to me!

"You," I startled myself as soon as I opened my mouth, and my voice was hoarse, "Are you, Sister Jing?"

I trembled and slowly touched her hijab, pinched a corner, bit my lip and dragged it down, although Wang Jing's face was still a little pale, but there was a little blood.

I was stunned, I was still lying down and I couldn't get up when I was pressed by her, I turned my head to look at my hand, and then slapped myself.

"What are you doing?" she looked at me with some amusement, and the bride was dressed so that she looked particularly attractive at this time.

She touched me and hit me in the face, and I held her hand, and it was still not warm at all, but it was her.

"You're back?" I cried, afraid it was a dream.

She nodded, "I can't wait for the next life, I'll be back now." ”